Nan Qianyue frowned, looked up at Xiao Chen and thought for a moment. As long as Qin Yi left, Xiao Chen should be safe.
After thinking it over, she looked at Qin Yi again and said, "Okay, I believe you will keep your word."
She inexplicably believed that Qin Yi was a man of his word.
"Nan Nan, don't believe him, come with me." Xiao Chen grabbed her.
Nan Qianyue clicked her tongue and glared at Xiao Chen with annoyance. "Life is precious, and as the Crown Prince, you should be even more careful. Once we leave, you and Ye Jian should hurry back to the delegation and not linger in the capital."
After saying that, Nan Qianyue pried his fingers apart one by one and then walked towards Qin Yi.
Xiao Chen watched her retreating figure, feeling a burning pain in his heart.
But don't worry, things will take a turn for the better soon.
"My lord, a large number of soldiers are approaching." Ye Jian, standing on the balcony, frowned.
Nan Qianyue, who had just reached Qin Yi's side, paused in her steps and suddenly looked at Ye Jian, "A large group of soldiers?"
"Yes." Ye Jian darted away from the encirclement of the men in green and red robes and came to Xiao Chen's side to protect him.
The number of soldiers must be considerable to warrant Ye Jian's vigilance.
Nan Qianyue gripped her sword tightly, looked up at Qin Yi, and said, "You liar."
Qin Yi lowered his eyes, his cool gaze settling on her face. "She is not one of my people."
"Do you dare say you're not a soldier from Dongling?" Nan Qianyue felt he was making excuses.
"Nan Gu—" Qingyi was about to help the prince explain, but Qin Yi raised his hand to stop her.
Qin Yi stared intently at Nan Qianyue's angry brows and eyes, his deep gaze filled with determination. He repeated his words, but enunciated each one more clearly: "Not one of my people."
Nan Qianyue stared intently into his eyes, where there was not a trace of a lie. Qin Yi... was not lying.
He probably wouldn't stoop to lying.
"Oh, I see." Nan Qianyue responded indifferently and looked away.
The women in green and red finally breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, Miss Nan still had some conscience; at least she believed the prince's words.
But Xiao Chen, who was a few steps away, darkened his expression.
Immediately afterwards, a large group of soldiers surrounded the pavilion, and another squad of personal guards rushed up to the pavilion, filling it up in an instant. People in blue and red robes were squeezed in.
"I heard that the thief has taken refuge in Muyang Manor. I will surely kill him today!"
A deep voice came from behind the guards. The guards made way for a middle-aged man in a brown robe to stride in.
This man was broad-shouldered and had a radiant face. Even in middle age, he still exuded power, undoubtedly a martial artist.
The man was taken aback when he saw Qin Yi, then smiled, but the smile was so fake it couldn't be more so. He clasped his hands and bowed, "Your humble servant greets Prince Anzheng. Is Your Highness also here to arrest and kill thieves?"
Qin Yi glanced at him. "Do I need to inform you of my actions?"
"Haha, of course not. I was being presumptuous. Please forgive me, Your Highness."
The middle-aged man bowed and apologized, but his eyes always held an air of arrogance and ruthlessness.
He straightened up and looked at Qin Yi, feigning politeness, "Your Highness, would you mind moving aside? I'm afraid the blood might splatter on you and soil your clothes."
Nanqianyue, emboldened by who-knows-where, looked at the utterly repulsive middle-aged man and retorted, "You're afraid of getting his clothes dirty, but aren't you afraid of getting his eyes dirty?"
The middle-aged man shifted his gaze to Nan Qianyue, his pupils flickering almost imperceptibly. This face was too similar to hers; he had tried to ignore it, but ultimately couldn't.
He suppressed his emotions and instead put on a disdainful expression. After all, she was the daughter of a political enemy, so naturally he couldn't stand her. What did it matter if she looked like him?
He scoffed and asked in a condescending tone, "What makes you say that?"
Nan Qianyue said in an extremely disdainful tone, "You, your very presence is an eyesore to him, so you should get lost."
"What a sharp tongue you have." The middle-aged man's face hardened. He raised the knife in his hand and pointed it at Nan Qianyue, deliberately intimidating her. "Are you perhaps an accomplice in protecting thieves? If so, I will take you down today!"
Of course, he was just trying to scare Nan Qianyue with his words. How could he dare to touch the prime minister's daughter in front of Prince Anzheng?
However, he underestimated the extent to which Qin Yi protected the Southern Migration Month.
The knife that had been raised just moments before was deflected by hidden weapons flying from both sides. Fortunately, the middle-aged man reacted quickly enough to avoid being injured by the hidden weapons.
He stared intently at the people making the moves on both sides, his fierceness masking his wariness.
I never expected that Prince Anzheng and Crown Prince Nan Jing would be so protective of that old geezer's daughter. It seems the rumors are true.
Therefore, the person who harmed his sister and niece must be either Prince Anzheng or the Crown Prince of Nanjing.
However, it is much more likely to be the Crown Prince of Nanjing, because the sword wound on the sister's back could not have been done by anyone but a master swordsman.
Hmph, today I will definitely avenge my sister and niece, and make the Crown Prince of Nan Jing disappear without a trace. Who told him to break away from the delegation and secretly infiltrate Dongling?
Qin Yi pulled Nan Qianyue closer to him, looked up at the middle-aged man, and said, "If you dare to point a knife at her again, I'll chop off your hand."
The middle-aged man felt a chill run down his spine; he knew that Prince Anzheng was not joking with him.
"Your Highness, please forgive me. I was just joking with my niece, Nan." He said with a forced smile.
"Who is your niece?" Nan Qianyue frowned. "This is the Prime Minister's manor. Did you get my father's permission to bring so many people here?"
The Prime Minister of the South is the head of all officials. No matter how high this person's official position is, it cannot surpass the Prime Minister of the South.
“I am the Grand Commandant of the current dynasty, and maintaining the security of the capital is one of my duties. Now that there are thieves hiding in Muyang Manor, I have the right to arrest them. Even if your father is here, he cannot interfere.”
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